Ten hours of meditation is a marathon, not a rest
Williamson describes a retreat at a Tibetan temple at Belsay over Christmas, aiming for ten cumulative hours of practice a day. He got to six and had nothing left in the tank. He acknowledges how strange that sounds given meditation looks like sitting still, but argues that a day spent noticing thoughts, labelling them and returning to the breath is genuinely exhausting.
- The target was ten hours of cumulative daily practice; he reached six
- Williamson compares the depletion to running a marathon
- The difficulty is the repeated returning, not the sitting
- Assuming it is easy because it looks passive is the error
“It's like doing a marathon. It's terrible, it really is.”